Star Iron: The Past and Present Life of the Gender-Swapped Dragon Lord

"puff--"

The sound of a balloon being popped rang out, and another ice-blue, bird-like Rift Creature encased in solid ice was pierced and shattered by Dan Heng's spear.

Danheng groaned in dissatisfaction as he moved his aching shoulders.

"It hasn't been corrupted yet, so how come there are so many Rift Creations?"

Dan Heng recalled the Rift Creatures he had encountered along the way, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

"The influence of the 'stellar core' in this world is probably extraordinary."

Danheng nodded in agreement; her hands and shoulders ached terribly from slaying monsters all the way.

Although most of them can be dealt with with a single shot, the sheer number of these monsters is overwhelming!

"So our pioneering journey consisted of walking for half a day through a barren, white path without seeing a single living creature?"

Danheng frowned, but it wouldn't be right to say she couldn't see anything, because there was a cheeky little white dumpling in her mind playing our dear Miss Danheng's explicit photos 24/7.

Xiaobai said that it was definitely not some abstract photo, the kind that makes you drool at the sight of someone who's been cured.

Right, that is it.

The key point is that a certain little white dumpling system even righteously calls this desensitization training, which was created to train Danheng's ability to resist embarrassment.

Dan Heng even felt that he could now use his toes to create a creation engine to speedrun through Yalilo-6.

Dan Heng may appear harmless on the outside, but he's actually about to explode inside and desperately wants to kill something to vent his anger.

However, in order to maintain his aloof and quirky persona in the eyes of the train crew, Danheng held back.

Until March 7th, it seemed like a moving snowball was discovered.

"Hey, did you guys see that? It looks like something's moving..."

"...It's just an ordinary snowdrift, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

On March 7th, while Danheng and Sanqi were still discussing the truth of the matter, Danheng, who had awakened to the hunting mode, excitedly grabbed his Cloud-Striking Spear and headed straight for the seemingly moving snowdrift... and the trees next to it.

Laughter God above, it turns out that when someone is extremely angry, they really can laugh.

Dan, driven by extreme shame, arrived at this profound truth during his brief trek across the snowy plains.

"You all stay here, I'm going to cut some branches to keep warm."

March 7:?

Dan Heng:?

Qiong:?

Three large question marks appeared above their heads. The three men watched in bewilderment as Dan Heng charged aggressively towards the tree, then his spear flashed like a dragon, piercing the tree—a tree that, if it had consciousness, would surely have also uttered a question mark…

On the snowdrift next to it.

"Awooo! Ah, oh, oh, oh—"

With Tom's voiceover, a tall, flamboyant blue-haired man leaps up, clutching his buttocks.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

March 7th arrived late with Danheng and Qiong, his face beaming with pride.

"See? I told you there would be people there."

"..."

Dan Heng was silenced, but the most urgent task at hand was to properly question this person of unknown origin who seemed to have ulterior motives.

Danheng stroked the Jiyun in his hand with satisfaction, feeling much more at ease.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Dan Heng's tone was icy; Ji Yun would instantly attack the moment the blue-haired man showed the slightest sign of trouble.

"Hey sis, is it really that serious? Going into the snow isn't a big deal, it's not like you have to stab me with a gun."

"Look, my butt still hurts."

Dan Heng smiled without saying a word, Dan Heng crossed his arms indifferently, San Yueqi put his hands on his hips, and Qiong tried his best to look fierce.

"Well, but it's not the heroes' fault! Haha, it's just that I appeared too abruptly. It was worth it, it was necessary, it was a must! Otherwise, how would I have gotten to know the heroes? Haha..."

After observing the situation, the man hiding in the snow instantly changed his tune, his tone becoming obsequious.

The man rubbed his hands together, his tone cautious.

"Excuse me... has Commander Jepard arrived? I know him quite well."

"Who?"

Before Danheng could even speak, March 7th had already revealed the origins of his group.

The man's expression changed to one of understanding, and his aura relaxed.

"Oh, so you're not Silvermane Iron Guards? You should have said so earlier. Fighting your own people, isn't this just pointless?"

"Sambo Koski, nice to meet you."

His gaze swept over the four members of the train crew, finally settling on Dan Heng, who was holding Ji Yun, looking up at the sky and whistling.

"Danheng, what can I do for you?"

Dan Heng took the initiative to strike. She knew that the flamboyant man in front of her was a fool, and his strength was a mystery. He might be a Commander.

"Excuse me... lady, may I ask why you poked me just now?"

"I didn't poke you, I poked the tree next to me."

Dan Heng spoke sincerely, pointing to a tree standing quietly to the side.

Sangbo's lips twitched. The tree was at least several tens of centimeters away from the snowdrift where he was hiding. How did it get poked crooked?

"That's way off!"

"Hey~ you don't understand."

Dan Heng revealed a profound and unfathomable expression, which startled Sang Bo.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Danheng finally spoke with satisfaction.

"You don't know this, but my gun's trajectory is biased to the left."

Danheng, March 7th, Qiong, Sangbo: ?

No, I understand each word individually, so why can't I understand it at all when they're put together?

Sangbo's actions and expressions were not those of a true friend; his eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets.

"Are you kidding me, sis? This isn't one of those long-range guns, it's a close-range spear!"

"Who would believe that if you told them that!"

The next second, a long spear grazed Sambo's ear and embedded itself in the stone wall behind him, the spear trembling slightly under the immense force.

"I believe you, sister, I really believe you! Please stop using your supernatural powers."

Sangbo swallowed hard, trembling under Danheng's tyrannical power, and chose to bow his head.

Under Dan Heng's threatening gaze, Sang Bo looked at Dan Heng, who was wiping the tip of his gun and smiling, and asked his last stubborn question.

"Can you tell me why?"

"Because I don't want someone to find my gun on the battlefield and use it immediately after I die."

Danheng finished speaking in one breath, as if he were spitting out a mouthful of phlegm that had been accumulating for a long time. This brought him an extreme sense of relief.

As if he had been elevated, Danheng felt a holy halo appear above his head.

However, it was clear that the others present could not understand Dan Heng's recreation of He Chenguang's famous scene, and they couldn't help but look puzzled.

As a counterpart from another world, Dan Heng has already begun to feel the strange looks being cast at him by San Yueqi and Qiong.

Could it be that I actually am also...?

But after a brief moment of thought, I decisively abandoned the idea.

How can a girl's thoughts be the same as a boy's?

He's a nice person, but he has a mouth.

In short, Danheng and Danheng cannot be generalized. Apart from the pronunciation of their names and when they are silent and have a cold face, it is really hard to find common ground between them as counterparts in another world.

Danheng is Danheng, and Danheng is Danheng. If you're going to compare Danheng and Danheng, then why don't you compare Yingxing and Ren?